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Full uncensored 1080p video set:
🩸 Witness her end... and what came after.
🔗 1408gore[dot]wixsite[dot]com/website/post/crimson-veil-the-felime-fatale-showdown
(replace [dot] with . — ⛔ Viewer discretion advised)
A silent infiltration turned into a nightmare.
The female agent was caught by the enemy, stripped of her blades and pride.
Her head was cleanly removed, but that didn’t end her usefulness.

This set contains brutal 3DCG renders:
- Decapitation
- Post-mortem sex (necrophilia)
- Blood, gore, corpseplay
- Full frontal view, head interaction

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>>57245
I mostly meant that what you wrote here on Gurochan feels like an advert and is a very unusual way of writing things here

This entire site is very much R-18G (except maybe some things in /s/ and /f/), so it's weird to see "For adults only", for example

Also, this is 3DCG content, so it should have been posted to the /3dcg/ board, not here on /g/, which is mainly for 2D stuff
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>>57282
Thanks for the heads-up! I’m still getting used to the structure and vibe here.

I’ll make sure to post future 3DCG work in the proper board next time.
Didn’t mean to come off like an advert — just excited to share my renders with folks who might enjoy this kind of stuff.
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>>57283
If so, would you like to share them for free here? Of course, maybe after a period of time, when you earn enough money by the website to pay off your effort.
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Gore & Death
Girls who have served their purpose waiting to be picked up by the garbage man
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>>96193
Where's this from?
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>>96210
JK Taimabu Season 2 by Fan No Hitori

The gore isn't much but the Ryona is very great
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Requests
Giving it another try now that gurochan is a little bit more populated, and since the first thread 404d.

I've been looking for the last 2 issues of Turupeta Research report. It is a comedic guro/snuff series by diferent artists mostly focused on loli guro.

Most issues are available on exhentai, but issues 10 and 11 seem to be lost media at this point.
I'd buy the magazines from Japan if I was able, but importing any kind of pornography is illegal in my country for some idiotic reason.
If anyone can offer any help on tracking these numbers and scanning them or if there is any way I can help anyone else that might be looking for them, please let me know.
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Bump of sadness.
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>>17582
Yeah 1-9 and 11 are out there. But Issue 10 seems to be lost media at this point.
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Daring to dream again. I believe in gurochan. Bump.
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Found the Gurochan scans for Issues 07 and 08 that the mysterious Gurochan anon shared here circa 2013-2014. But they need to be cropped before I can put them on exhentai. Which might take some time. Meanwhile, still hoping for the elusive issue 10.

Artificial Intelligence
Girls just wana have fun
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These are fucking gorgeous; thank you for sharing!

Scat

Furry
As the title ,any kinds of guro of cute furry boy are welcomed in this topic
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Literature
Final Girl - Season 2
by John Doe
(Final Cut)

Before reading this story, it's highly recommended that you read Season 1 for more context and to avoid spoilers.

Season 1 here: https://boards.guro.cx/lit/koko.php?res=28916&page=0#q28916


Prologue.

I stand on the bow of my luxury yacht as it docks at the marina of Jeff’s private island. The air is warm and heavy – a humid blanket that replaces the clean breeze of open ocean. Lush greenery and towering coconut trees swallow most of the island’s landscape, leaving only the faint outline of Jeff’s massive mansion visible in the distance.


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Day 8 (continued)

The bedroom door opens with a soft knock, and two makeup artists enter, their faces carefully neutral. They carry their kits with them, the same pristine white cases containing the tools needed to transform the condemned into something presentable for her final moments. The stylist walks in behind them, carrying an expensive black dress and shoes on high heels.

Juliette's fingers tense against my wrist as she notices them, her body going rigid with fresh terror. The realization that her time with me is ending hits her like a physical blow. She presses her face into my shoulder, her breathing coming in short, panicked gasps.

"You don't have to look at them," I tell her softly, pulling her closer. "Just close your eyes for me."

I pull on the black slacks and dress shirt, my movements efficient and practiced as the makeup artists begin their work on Juliette. The first one kneels before her, gently wiping away the last traces of tears while the second brushes foundation across her pale skin. The stylist lays the black dress across the bed, her movements sharp and focused.

Juliette keeps her eyes closed as I dress, her breathing steady now but her fingers still clutching my hand. She seems to be memorizing the feeling of my skin against hers, committing every detail to memory. The stylist approaches with the dress, holding it up to inspect the cut and the drape of the fabric.

"Miss Moreau," she says, her voice crisp and businesslike.

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Day 8 (continued)

As Juliette approaches the table, four masked men appear from the crowd and approach her. Her body tenses as they grab her, pulling toward the table with mechanical precision. The cold metal bites into her skin as they lift her, her back arching instinctively. The platter wobbles slightly under her weight as they position her in the center. Her hands clench into fists at her sides.

The room erupts into applause. Their approval pounds in my ears as Juliette's eyes find mine. She's breathing fast now, her chest rising and falling rapidly. Sweat forms on her forehead, her toes curl against the polished metal of the platter.

Metal clicks against metal as the restraints tighten around her wrists, cold steel biting into flesh. She jerks involuntarily, a small gasp escaping her lips. The men work quickly and efficiently, securing each limb to anchor points built into the platter's edges. Her body tenses as the last restraint snaps into place.


One of the masked men steps forward with a silver carving knife, testing its edge with a practiced flourish. Sharp metal glides across delicate fabric as the first cut slices through the silk bodice of her gown. The sound of ripping material fills the room as the servers work with careful, methodical motions. Piece by piece, her clothing falls away until she lies completely exposed on the silver platter, the cold metal now pressing against every inch of her bare skin.

The crowd leans forward, hungry eyes drinking in every detail of her vulnerability. Someone inhales sharply when they notice the goosebumps rising across her exposed flesh, the way her nipples have hardened from the chill. Others whisper among themselves, pointing at specific parts of her body they find most appetizing.


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Day 8 (continued)

The guests erupt in applause that feels like hail against my skin as I pull away from Juliette, whose face now holds raw hope. She understands what I’m saying – that I might find a way to make this easier on her. Even as her wrists remain bound, she leans slightly toward me, as if physical distance might break the fragile connection.

Jeff stands, his wine glass raised high.

"Our host's kindness knows no bounds!" he announces, his voice carrying across the room.

The guests laugh at the irony, but I catch Juliette's slight smile – the first since she was brought down. She mouths "thank you" to me, so softly it's almost inaudible over the continued applause.

The servers approach Juliette again and her breath catches as the sharp edge presses against her skin. They work methodically, their practiced hands pinching her nipple to position it before the first incision. Blood wells up immediately, a bright red bead forming before gravity pulls it down her sternum.

She gasps through gritted teeth, her free hand clenching into a fist. Her gaze never leaves my face, as if searching for something that isn't there. The second cut is longer, releasing more blood as it peels the tissue away from her body. A drop falls onto her stomach, mingling with the sweat there.

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Epilogue

I leave the banquet hall as the guests descend on Juliette's body, their forks scraping against silver. My apartment is silent when I reach it. I pour whiskey, but don't drink. Instead, I open my laptop.

Subject: Season 3 - Initial Thoughts

My fingers hover over the keyboard. Behind my eyes, I see eight faces I don't know yet. Eight girls who are living their lives right now, unaware that in twelve months they'll be here. Unaware of me.

I close the laptop without typing a word.

The whiskey stays untouched. I lie in bed, staring at the ceiling, and try not to think about whether one of them will have blonde hair and blue eyes. Whether I'll fall in love again.

Whether it will hurt less the next time, or more.

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Fantastic story series, strong premise and well written. Season 3 will find it hard to top this one.

Maybe some of the gear can be changed up to cater for other tastes as well as a bit more dominance from John when he's pissed off at a girl.

Requests
I remember seeing a drawing -- I can't remember where -- of a can with "Cannibal's / Pink Lips and Clits" on it and a caption that goes something like "You'll want to slurp these like a kid. So go ahead, slurp away"

Anyone know the name of the artist or where I can find it?
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>>19029
says right in the picture, Andy Chao. i think theres an entire page on this site with his art. or ehentai
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>>19031
Okay, maybe I should have said "pic unrelated" lol sorry. It's not the same artist.

Gore & Death
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Gore & Death
Time for a sequel.
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>>122432
Sauce? I can't find it.
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>>122432
Is it possible to have the entire comic?
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Writer name Pixiv Juppang99

Gore & Death
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Hello!
We have shotacon threads, see: >>57980

As for your art, you should use the /art/ board to share more. Just create a dedicated thread for your own art like others and post the rest of what you have (of course, if you are willing to share)
https://boards.guro.cx/art/

Literature
(This is a sequel to “Megan and Melody’s Beach Banquet” which can be read here: https://pastebin.com/JkDBM9fW )

Fourteen year old Melody was laying on her bed. She had not paid much attention when she heard the phone ringing a few minutes earlier, she was far more interested in the latest brochure from a girl-meat catering company she had received through the post that morning. Her little sister Megan who had not long turned twelve was, as she always seemed to be, in Melody’s room using her computer. The older girl had often complained that Megan had her own computer in her own room and should use that instead but her sister had insisted that Melody’s was better as it was far newer and, after all, her room was more than big enough for the two of them to hang out in, unlike Megan’s much smaller bedroom. This afternoon was no exception.

Life had been rather strange for the sister over the last six months or so. Both obsessed with the idea of cannibalism or, more specifically, being cooked and eaten, they had arranged a family party at their Uncle Frank’s beach house where they, along with three other girls of Frank’s acquaintance, were to be served to the guests in a great cannibal feast – a beach banquet! The night before the party, however, emergency laws had been passed in response to the scandal involving the death of Sidney Roebuck and the subsequent founding of the chain of cannibal restaurants named after her. These emergency laws has suspended the right to kill girls for their meat, although allowed for private individuals already in possession of girl-meat to eat it up rather than allow it to go to waste. Knowing that they had a small window of opportunity, Uncle Frank has suggested killing and butchering the girls that night, ready to cook the next say, and claiming that they had been slaughtered earlier in the day. With their hearts set on live cooking – Megan on a rotisserie spit and Melody allowing diners to cut raw meat from her living body to cook on a grill, the sisters had declined this suggestion. The other girls purchased by their uncle to cook alongside them, however, had accepted with quite a degree of keenness and had been butchered in the bathroom of the beach house a very short time later.

The party had still gone ahead, with Melody and Megan as hostesses rather than main course, dressed in nothing but grass-skirts and flower garlands, and had gone very well with everyone commenting on the delicious taste of the meat and remarking what a pity it was about the recent scandal and the issues it was creating for the massive girl-meat industry. The cat was out of the bag, however, as the sisters’ parents now knew that their greatest life-goal was to end up on the menu themselves. Eventually, after three or four months, the scandal had been revealed as a hoax and the ban on cannibalism lifted. At this point, it just seemed to be assumed that the girls would get their wish very soon. Yet the weeks had turned into months and it had not happened. Megan had even celebrated a birthday in the mean time, kicking herself that it did not occur to her until the evening when the party was over that she should have asked to be roasted for her friends. Nobody had really discussed the matter but there seemed to be a general assumption in the family that such a special, necessarily one-off meal should be kept for a special occasion.

“Knock, knock!” their mother said, pushing the door open the way she always did. Melody looked up from the brochure – there was a time when she kept such things a secret in a box under her bed but doing so felt unnecessary and a little silly these days. Megan paused her game and swung the chair around. Both wondered what their mum wanted. “I just got off the phone with your Uncle Frank,” she told them, causing both girls to immediately brighten and pay closer attention, “and he has a favour to ask you but he wanted to run it by me and your dad first in case we had any objection.”

“What is it?” Melody asked, daring to hope but wanting it confirmed.

“Go ahead and Skype him.” their mum suggested. “Let him ask for himself! Your dad and I have given the go-ahead so feel free to agree if you want to. Of course,” she smiled, “there’s absolutely no obligation on you if you don’t want to help him out but I suspect you might be quite willing!” With that, she gave a little wave and left the girls alone once more, closing the door behind her.

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really great story
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Megan and Melody’s Beach Banquet is no longer available at that link. Got another one?
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>>20805
a really great story;

and the part one "Megan and Melody's Beach Banquet" is also really great
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Not sure who bumped this or why but glad you enjoyed it! The version posted on Pixiv had the adjacent story that takes place in the restaurant kitchen edited in at the relevant places if you want some more meat-girls to enjoy 😁

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Artificial Intelligence
Here are some guro chatbots I made on Sankakucomplex:

Classroom vivisection:
https://www.sankakucomplex.com/companions/QjXaj12yM2P/Classroom%20Vivisection

Sadie (a tween you go around town killing people with. Loosely inspired by Outdoor Cinema);
https://www.sankakucomplex.com/companions/0porqJDwR7Q/Sadie
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Nice!

3D CGI
Blue girl
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Blue girl

Discussion
Hello,

I have made a few small erotic games and visual novels before. I am good at writing and programming, but not so good at drawing.

I'd like to produce some guro related games and visual novels, which I would distribute for free here

However, I'd need an artist to help.

What's involved?

Mainly drawing characters and sprites. Maybe a handful of unique characters, and slightly different poses and facial expressions for them.

It's alot to ask in return for no payment, but the games are free afterall, and all of it is the product of volunteer work, just like much of the things shared on this site.

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Requests
I've heard about this guy and this site, apparently there used to be some good content? did anyone manage to save any of it? Pics, stories, whatever. I don't know anything, I just know it had a following a while back.
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I think this site deserves to be not forgotten.
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Mm i like little girls getting killed mm

Artificial Intelligence
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DAMN Good! More like this please
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Literature
Up the Cunt (scat, guro, loli, incest, bad parenting, trans character)

1. I am a fairly new erotica writer and as such am hungry for constructive criticism and feedback on my work. This story has been posted on multiple platforms. Please let me know in the comments or via whatever messaging platform is available what you thought of the story, even if you did not like it at all. The only exception to this call for feedback is that if you wish to criticize this kind of (violent, sexual, underage) content, please rather keep it to yourself. If you do not mind this kind of content or enjoy it, but nonetheless feel this story is subpar, do engage.

2. This story is only an exercise in catharsis – its content and characters are entirely fictional and do not represent any real-world preferences or desires. If you are easily offended by themes or literary portrayals of betrayal, extreme sexual violence, and underage characters engaged in sexual and violent scenes, please do not read any further than this.

3. If you enjoyed this story, let me know. That's the only way I know to write more!

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Alex grunted with pleasure as Sheldon's cock throbbed in their ass.

The 16 year old rubbed their nipples and caged cock vigorously as their 19 year old boyfriend's thick length stirred their prostate. The teenager moaned softly, precum leaking from the small slit in the cage.

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Bethany dragged herself into school, her backpack feeling like a lead weight on her shoulders.

The morning had been a nightmare. The relentless cramping, the feverish chills, the horrifying evacuation of her bowels. It felt like she was shattering apart from the inside.

Clara hadn't even come with her, leaving shortly after breakfast to go home, feeling too sick for school.

Something was seriously wrong with her.

She felt a fresh wave of nausea, clamping a hand over her mouth as she leaned against the row of metal lockers. She squeezed her eyes shut, waiting for the dizzy spell to pass.

"Hey, you alright?"

Bethany looked up. It was Maya, Alex's rainbow-haired friend. The last person on earth Bethany wanted to see right now.

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"Where the hell have you been?" Peter demanded from the dining table the moment Bethany burst through the front door. "And what are you wearing?"

Bethany didn't answer. She just stood there, sobbing, her clothes clutched in her arms, her face a mess of tears and snot.

Alex sat at the table, dressed in a tight red dress and high heels. They looked at Bethany, a faint smile playing on their lips.

Peter's expression softened slightly as he saw his younger daughter's distress.

"What's wrong?" he asked cautiously.

"Nothing," Bethany choked out. "J-just let me go to bed."

Peter sighed.

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Alex rose early the next morning, humming softly to themself. They selected a simple pair of jeans and a tight black sweater, pulling their hair back into a neat ponytail. As they opened the bathroom door, they found Bethany still on the floor.

Bethany was a wreck. Her hair was matted with sweat, her face was pale and blotchy. Her arms were wrapped around her belly, which looked swollen for her slender frame.

Alex sighed quietly. Fuck. There it was. That feeling. Guilt. They didn't like it one bit.

"Oh dear," Alex murmured.

Bethany's eyes fluttered open at the sound of their voice.

"You look like you've had a rough night," they said.

Bethany didn't answer, just stared at them with a look of exhausted misery.

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Nice story. Not the stuff usually found at this board and therefore refreshing.
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Really intense story! Nice job!

I'd have liked it even more if it was more erotic and maybe consensual. Can you imagine people doing this consensually for pleasure? Maybe the woman wants her partner to destroy her own womb. Maybe her partner has always fantasized about this and the woman reluctantly agrees and then gets off on the self-destruction. Maybe a trans guy has a girlfriend do this to him to seal that his cunt his useless. It's so much more wrong in different ways.

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